Volume 1, Chapter 67: Mother, I Am Not Getting Married Anymore

Watching the receding figure of Zhuang Yuan, and with a shift of his thoughts, Zhang Chunyi also vanished from within the Huangting Blessed Land.

Aigri abruptly snapped back to consciousness within the dream, seeing the slowly writhing giant serpent atop the tower, and... the figure walking into it.

Ten days later, upon hearing the sound of horse hooves from outside, Fu Yan thought it was Shao Yu returning. When she stepped outside to look, she was stunned.

After several turns of thought, Lu Yunran realized that given Mu Dingan's attitude, anything she said would be in vain; no matter how she tried to please him in the future, the man would never appreciate it.

A-lan and A-zhu are twin sisters, my first batch of disciples, and also students I sponsored through their final two years of university. After graduation, they took up teaching positions at Intelligent University and are among A-yu's key subordinates. They are like sisters under the same master.

Seeing this, a cold glint flashed in Jiang Hongshao's frosty eyes. Her delicate mage robe gently fluttered, and the next instant, an endless torrent of frost Qi rapidly overflowed from her slender physique.

I held her like this while meditating, truly resembling a joyous Buddha. My wife usually has various private trainers, maintains a great figure, and felt remarkably light.

Yet, this forced him to face his own heart and confront his present feelings for Luo Jiaer.

After breakfast the next day, the man set off once again. This time, he headed for the border defense camp to conduct training and discipline regularization for the troops.

However, the cough that followed immediately made several of them heave a sigh of relief, for this was precisely Zhou Lei's voice.

Under the old rules, competitors selected their equipment before entering the match map and could not change it. Under the new rules, however, participants could purchase equipment at the battlefield store midway through the match, making the competition process full of variables and tactical designs far more flexible.

This meal left everyone at a loss for words, especially the dried scallops in this dish, which were simply too tormenting, actually making people eat until they wept.

I looked around, hearing the sounds of people speaking yet unable to see where anyone was. After a little longer, I saw more clearly: a massive eye seemed to be staring at me from within the white light.

If A-xing won, Second Princess would become a joke. To take a step back, even if Second Princess won, and even if A-xing truly approached Kangxi about calling off the marriage, the final outcome remained completely unpredictable.

As for a political marriage, even the marriage bestowed between him and me could not be said to be entirely devoid of political factors.

With a thought, Lu Lin projected the titles of all the songs written by Jonathan Lee on Earth onto the livestream screen, then had all the viewers on Earth vote to select the six most suitable songs.

I think I understand now. She wanted to tell me to decide for myself, not to listen to other people's opinions, and to do what I believe is right, regardless of the outcome, and never regret it.

Many of them began to harbor resentment—how wonderful it would be if the fourth branch of the Su Family Restaurant officially opened now, allowing them to dine there. They could order a whole table of their favorite dishes and savor them slowly, rather than suffering from choice paralysis like they were doing now.

I wanted to leave this place of right and wrong early; damn it, things have already become such a mess here, and there are still a few lying on the ground. It is definitely not safe.

Tu Xingsun annoyingly stepped forward, blocking the retreat path of the Ancient Buddha Burning Lamp, and once again unleashed his immortal-binding rope.

The crowd burst into loud laughter. Mu Ruoying cast a disdainful glare at the departing Xia Zishan, then looked in utter perplexity at Helan Yanxi. She began to feel that yesterday's bribe of twenty taels of silver was utterly humiliating.

Watching Fu Zhuoliu recede into the distance, the sensation of being abandoned welled up in her heart once more. Fu Jiusheng watched their retreating figures, desperately curbing the urge to chase after them.

When he shared this news as a pleasant surprise, Gao Xiangwan's heart gave a slight jolt.

The checkup was indeed routine—merely feeling the pulse, inquiring about recent conditions, and offering instructions regarding diet and rest for the near future.

The black Rolls-Royce slowly started moving. The man inside, cold as an iceberg, lowered his head to look at his phone.

Although Ox-Head and Horse-Face could not recognize what the Human Emperor Sword was, anything capable of wielding such mighty momentum could hardly be a mortal article.

Sai Diaozhan felt momentarily dazed; if she were to become an imperial concubine, wouldn't that grant her even greater prestige than her younger sister?

When Hua Yue bypassed the screen and entered, she saw Hongli sitting gracefully at the bedside, while Gao Xiangwan sat obediently on the inner side.

A familiar face suddenly flashed through his mind, causing Mo Sihan's pupils to contract in a momentary daze: Having not seen her for merely three weeks, why did he harbor such an illusion of a lifetime having passed?

Quan Mo retrieved several firearms from the interior compartment of the vehicle, inspected them, then slammed his foot on the accelerator, accelerating wildly ahead. An Ge swiftly drew the gun from her waist as well.

Feng Wuyan watched the two bickering like children, unable to help but smile inwardly. She put away her hand ledger and sat back down.

The palace attendants did not dare to draw a full breath. In the cavernous palace, only the sound of charcoal embers burning into ash could be heard, so tranquil that even the drop of a needle would be audible.

Hearing someone calling their names from behind, Xu Jiayun and Yang Muling started in a sharp jolt, then swiftly spun around.

He cursed through clenched teeth, "You bitch, what on earth are you trying to do?" His narrow, sinister eyes glared at Qingyan with the malevolence of a venomous snake.

Witnessing Ye Lingxi's calm and composed demeanor, Old Man Xuanyuan let out an angry snort and directly escalated his pressure to its absolute maximum tenth-layer power.

The youth-retaining pill dissolved upon contact with the throat, and He Linlang felt a sensation akin to drinking warm water as her entire body began to grow hot.

Cheng Lingyu smoothly located Qu Wei, who was similarly quite popular here. Her fellow disciples were all clustered around her, casting hostile glares at Cheng Lingyu as if terrified he might spirit Qu Wei away.

Shen Wanying swept a glance over the various concubines and Shen Wanqing's group before slightly curling the corners of her lips in reassurance.

Jiang Yunyao and Jiang Yunshu supported Madam Jiang up the mountain along the way, followed by seven or eight family servants and maidservants, ensuring they could handle any contingencies that might arise.

The Overlord Octopus was currently feeling as depressed as one could possibly be. Having just woken up, it saw several obnoxious fellows appearing in its home—did they not know this was the residence of Marshal Octopus?

Right ahead of the entrance stood a podium, with countless seats arranged between the podium and the entrance. Because the vast majority of major factions among the gods were sending representatives today, an immense number of chairs had been set up at the venue.

"No need! They are merely fulfilling their duties; we can just fly right across!" Zhao Fei smiled slightly.

If her outer garments had not been shed at this moment, one might truly not have been able to tell that she was similarly well-endowed.